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after reading the (brilliant) tales of Latt'm land, I decided to take on Noodles' idea of writing a story where everyone writes a section, and the story gradually grows and develops. Seeing as we have such talented writers on this forum, it should be a good one. So here goes...
Mintrude awoke from his slumber. He stood up, and surveyed the icy lands around him. He had been wandering for days now, searching for the rest of the group. He looked into his bag of provisions, which were wearing thin.
And pulled out a box of Pop Tarts
"Pop Tarts" thought Mintrude. "great. He began to wonder how he'd got into this damn mess. Suddenly, it all came flooding back...
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